“Woah, what are you doing?” Bakugo blurts out, his hand recoiling as you suddenly try and hold it.

If he were any random guy, his reaction would have been totally valid. However, he was your boyfriend, and not a very affectionate one at that. You’d been dating nearly three months, and yet he still cringed at the thought of holding your hand. He was still getting used to the whole ‘dating’ thing.

“Keep your hands to yourself.” He muttered, stuffing his hand into his pocket.